Shine on you crazy

Letargo de domingo en la vespertina.
Hace frío. Preparo un tinto. Enciendo la radio:

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now theres a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine!

Otra vez la berraca malpa. Menester es encender un cigarrillo.


You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper,
You prisoner, and shine!

Entre la conciencia y Gilmour me van a hacer vomitar. Esto es absolutamente insano.


- Callad! Quien demonios te crees para señalarme? Soy libre de escoger la miseria, la inercia y la ceguera. Libre de opacarme, de dormir sin sueños. Libre de tener un horario, un uniforme, una casa de piedra... Una vida normal. Insolente!

Apago la radio, voy a caminar un rato...


Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend,
You martyr, and shine....

Es inevitable llorar. A quien pretendo engañar?